Sad Waters

Bas ek hi sur mein, Ek hi lay mein,
Subah se dekh, kaise baras raha hai udaas pani.

- Gulzar

Woh

Jaane kya baat hai us ashiq mein,

Jis ko tum yaad kiye jaate ho।

Ek guzra hua lamha thaa woh,
Jis ko tum roz jiye jaate ho।

Kai chehro se bhari hai wo basti,
Jis mein tum tanha jiye jaate ho।

Wo jo daaman ko bacha ke nikla,
Uss ka tum naam liye jaate ho।

Meethe sapne ki ik chahat mein,
Do kadwe ghoont bhi piye jaate jo।

Dua hai ke woh ho jaye tumhara,
Jis ki tum aarzoo kiye jaate ho।

Beh jaane do ein na-muraadon ko,
Tum jin ashkon ko piye jaate ho।

Wo jo hota, tau mein nahin hota;
Jiska tum zikr kiye jaate ho।

Uski nazron se mila kar nazren,
Meri aankhon mein jiye jaate ho।

Incomplete - as yet

Uske andaaz ki berukhi, uski awaaz ki khalish;
Chnd ghanton ke intezaar mein ubhar aayi thi.

Ting Tong Tango

Few days are good. Really Good.

And then, few days are as bad as hell.

Guess life works that way, every minute. Ting Tong. The push and pull of the heartbeat keeps the puppet of flesh alive. And when the pull exceeds the pull ( or vice versa), everything collapses. It is impossible to make things work single handedly. It takes two to tango.

The awakening sometimes comes slowly, and sometimes, in a flash. And it goes away in a flash too. The light and dark play the ting tong of day and night to keep the circles going on.

The tings and tongs of romance sound so pleasurable, as the echos of tings merges with the sounds of tong. The tong sounds echo their presense till the ting strikes. The echos of ting tong keep overlapping each other, to an extent that even if a ting or a tong gets missed, the overlapping echo does not let the music go slow. But when ting keeps on missing the tong, the echo fades into silence, slowly. The gap between ting and tong increases, the strikes become less powerful and slowly die down.

There is no touch, no sound, no echo to overlap.

But this does mean that ting an tong dont keep on doign what they are ought to do. They just do not strike together. They freely oscillate in their own respective frequencies. Just that, there is no music thereafter.

No ting tong. No tango. No echo, No music.

Zindagi se door kahan jaayenge.

Zindagi se door kahan jaayenge;
Phir yahin par laut ke aa jaayenge.

Har sadak par, har gali mein ghoom kar;
Uske seene mein hee ghar banaynge.

Uski baaten sunke yeh dil ne kaha;
Waqt-e-rukhsat se na ab bach payenge.

Jab karega chaand ka koi bhi zikr;
Aasmaan pe hum hi nazar aayenge.

Jiski aankhon hai basi hai duniya saari,
Uske aankhon mein na ab bas payenge.

Awaargi chubhti nahin ab raat din;
Aur naye khanjar kai aazmaayenge.

Walking through the mist.

It has been a misty morning ever since it started.

No, not that the mausam was misty, but the head was clouded with a blue haze. Nothing seemed to be clear, and the vision was blurred to an extent that I started trusting my brain more than my eyes. It is so much fun to see in the mist, and yet believe what we visualize in our minds.

As always said, we see what we want to see.

But then, life is not about what we want. Life is about what we get.

Main Sochta thaa mera naam gunguna rahee hai wo.
Na Jaane Kyon laga mujhe ke muskura rahee hai wo.

I thought that someone was murmuring my name, but then i felt that it was just a smile. A smile which I did not understand. So I waited to the mist to clear down, but it did not.

A lot was due; and will remain due in my heart.

Sholon pe chalna thaa, Kaanto pe sona thaa,
Aur abhi jee bhar ke, kismat pe rona thaa.

Jaane aise kitne, baaki chhor ke kaam....

Good Morning

Unaccpetable Apologies

What is the limit ? When will darkness go ?

Listening to kishore kumar once again. And once again, this is one of those days, when sadess doesnt seem to go away.

Kahaan Tak Yeh Man Ko Andhere Chhalengey
Udaasi Bhare Din Kabhi To Dhalengey

Yes, someday, this sadness will have to give way to light.

BUT ... happiness is just not interested in me now.

I guess, this too will pass...

But if it does not, I would live with it.

Maybe Not.

Give me a wall of silence, I deserve it.
Let me bang my head onto it every day.